I Made a Covenant with Mine Eyes — Job 30:30–31:4

My skin is black, and falleth from me,
And my bones are burned with heat.

Therefore is my harp turned to mourning,
And my pipe into the voice of them that weep.

I made a covenant with mine eyes;
How then should I look upon a virgin?

For what is the portion from God above,
And the heritage from the Almighty on high?

Is it not calamity to the unrighteous,
And disaster to the workers of iniquity?

Doth not he see my ways,
And number all my steps?